Luyện nghe bài hát This Strange Engine

There was a boy who came this world
At the hands of a holy woman in a holy
He wore a red coat and walked a
Saw them in the mirror of the lakes

Lived in the shadow of the
With the smells of
Dusty old and the polished wood of his bed

No more a baby feeding swans on the river
the hands of his mother
And the wax bag of yesterday's bread

And his father on the other side of the
On the railings and some far away tide
With the silent dry tear of thoughts from abroad
In his far away eyes, in his far eyes

The smell of the wax on the floor
Mixture of and soap
No children to or to play with
Rows of empty for the coats

An piano and the boys in the choir
Still remind him of just before he was
Remind him of just before he was
Strange visions of God

the cities into families, into villages of souls
Hovering in the air while sleeping
With their houses
Send to me the of Christmas
Whispering, "You're the one"

And since I was a boy
I never felt that I
Like they did to me
Was an to see

How I would cope the illusion?
In which direction I jump
I do it all the same
As the actors in the

Or would I it back at them
And not get caught up in their
And live to my own
And not be used, not be

To find the fundamental
It was going to take some
Thirty five down the line

The of each passing year
Seems to serve to confuse
Seems to only to confuse

Daddy came out the navy and us
to his dirty gray hometown
And he worked down on a coal mine for Service
So he could be around

There was a magical purple in the
Of the exhaust of his motorbike
And a warmth of oil and metal and the
Of the hard holding tight

the horizon came home from the navy to the mine
From the horizon to alive
Took his underground
Buried his treasure in his faraway

And one day as the boy lay
In the of a half remembered afternoon
A cloud of bees with no particular aim and no
Found the boy, decided that his time had

Came down out of the sky, stung him in the
Again and again, blue pain, screaming like
Intravenous Jesus like chosen
Something with no brain, blue
It's happening again, happening again

Oh, Mummy, Daddy, will you sit a with me?
Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you jog my
Tell me tall tales of Montego Bay, table
Flying fish, spiders, pots of paint

And the sun on the
Setting like an ember to deep water
From crimson to
But back tomorrow on the horizon

The blue pain fades to a
Where it fade, it stayed blue
And stirred his red coat heart to this engine
love, this love

This love, inconvenient
Blind, blood-diamond, puzzle

love, this blind, blood-diamond
This puzzle I don't
That knows no and tries
And fails and again

at the sea
The dark deep
For one time and bleeds
And and dies for you

And and is to blame
And is
And is not the
And is true, is
Is true, is and lies
Is true